Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

The people of Beauty God City went out the next day and found that there was an extra forest outside the city. It was not the kind of green forest built by the elves before, but a dense virgin forest.

This forest is centered on a World Tree, dotted with countless tall trees. Almost no one has seen this kind of giant tree. If the God of Arbitration comes over, they will recognize it—the Shenmu.

The kind of sacred tree planted in the Gods' Square was cultivated by Ange and planted all over the forest. The fairy bean that accompanies the sacred tree is the fairy bean.

The thick elf bean vines are entangled on the tall god tree, and the vines are full of dense elf beans, just like covering the tree with a green coat made of beans, a fluffy mass.

In the past, Ange harvested spirit beans in units of one, but now, there are millions of spirit beans wrapped around just one tree, and the number of gods that can't be seen at a glance is estimated to be enough for everyone in the entire plane to eat for a year. No problem.

This is not a normal output. Without the storm of faith, it is impossible to spawn so many spirit beans overnight.

But these are just Elf Beans and Shenmu. The open space between Shenmu and Shenmu is full of various crops, including food, fruit trees, flowers, magic plants, medicinal materials, and even 'God'.

Several kinds of god flowers bloom at the foot of the world tree, and a strong godhead is bred inside.

A yellow book flew over, opened the pages, and put the godhead into the book with a click, and Negris' voice came from the book: "You are all thanks to me, without me, you godheads have matured. I don't even know where to put it."

No one paid attention to it, because everyone was rushing to collect the elf beans, the big cat was called back, it was the most active, the chubby figure was scurrying back and forth on the tree vines, its paws almost disappeared up.

However, there are too many elf beans, and there are not enough big cats, and everyone has to fight.

A shepherd wearing a fur skirt walked over with twists and turns. Wherever he passed, the dense crops parted lightly, revealing an unobstructed path.

The tree shepherd first ran to the root of the tree of life and looked up at the giant tree.

Negris looked at the path it walked, and asked with some doubts: "Why did you walk in from the outside? Can't you transfer between World Trees? Chambada, who hung up a grass skirt for you again ?”

The tree shepherd said: "A child holding a straw owl, doesn't it look good?" The tree shepherd said, twisting his waist.

Negris covered his forehead, the God of Life didn't seem to care about this image, that's fine, as long as it doesn't mind.

The tree shepherd went on to say: "This tree can't do it, it belongs to it."

Negris was taken aback when he heard the words: "You mean, you can't transfer to this world tree? Because this world tree belongs to a young sapling?"

The shepherd nodded.

"However, other world trees are also small saplings, so what's the difference with this one?" Negris asked suspiciously.

The tree shepherd shook his head: "They are all my children, this tree is its body."

"The main body?" Negris glanced in astonishment at the towering giant tree that was probably only a little shorter than the Tree of Life, and then at the small sapling on Ange's head with only a few pairs of true leaves. Can't connect them together.

The little sapling waved its real leaves and sent a warm message to the elf beans: use force—grow—force—grow—

The elf bean vines are growing wildly.

Ange grabbed the flower pot angrily, and twisted it back. This stupid sapling is now being picked, but it has spawned vines, which almost entangled Ange's leg bones.

The little sapling, which was twisted to the back of its head, was stunned for a while, and then saw the tree shepherd approaching with twists and turns. It happily waved its true leaves: "strength-grow-strength-grow-"

The tree shepherd's face is full of smiles, lamp! A leaf grew out of the cooperative head.

Using the method between World Trees, after teasing the young sapling for a while, the tree shepherd said to Ange, "Why don't you let it pick it?"

Ange froze for a moment, and said, "It's stupid, it only reminds me."

The tree shepherd shook his head... It can't be called the head, it should be called the canopy, and it made a soft rustling sound, as if the sound of water in the brain: "I teach, it knows."

Ange took the sapling off its head and stared at it. The young sapling crooked its stems and leaves, sending out a blank message.

"Pick, bean." Ange held it up to the Elf Bean, and pointed to the Elf Bean.

The young sapling immediately waved its true leaves: pick—beans—pick—beans—

The wind blew up, blowing the giant tree above the head, making a soft rustling sound.

All the elf bean vines moved and extended to the open space in front of him. The elf beans on the vines automatically fell down. After a while, the elf beans piled up a hill on the open space.

Now you don't need to pick it, just get it in a bag and it will be faster, because you can use magic.

In a few clicks, everyone harvested tens of thousands of elf beans. According to the amount of three per person per day, it is enough for all human elves and dwarves in the whole plane to eat for four hundred days.

In other words, Ange grew food that could feed everyone on the entire plane for a year in one night.

Negris couldn't help complaining: "This storm of faith is here to give you a gift?"

The big cat jumped in front of Ange, and the little paw slapped the ground hard: "Wow!"

The spirit beans were harvested too quickly, and it was the most dissatisfied, because it could not earn the picking fee.

Ange threw a bag of Elf Beans to it, which temporarily calmed it down.

"So, now, the storm of faith has survived, right? Is everyone okay?" Negris asked, looking at the goddess of salvation as he asked.

The Goddess of Salvation understood and rolled up her sleeves to show her white arms. When the storm of faith hit, her arms had been ashesed, but now they have returned to their original shape.

"Since everyone is fine, there is one last question: will the storm of faith come again in a thousand years?"

It seemed to remind Ange of this question. Ange jumped suddenly, put away all the elf beans, then took out the scepter of heaven and opened the portal.

"Hey, hey, where are you going?" Negris hurriedly followed.

Duroken, the great sage, and Anthony looked at each other in blank dismay, and hurriedly followed.

The tree shepherd stood there blankly for a while, then walked away with twists and turns.

The remaining Goddess of Salvation, who pretended to be well-behaved, let out a long breath, looked around, flew up a hand knife, and chopped off a branch of the Shenmu.

"All my equipment has been robbed, so I'll use you to forge a magic stick. It's outrageous that so many sacred trees can be spawned in one night." The goddess of redemption said happily, reaching out her hand to the stick, The branches of the tree showed a golden light.

After forging the stick, the Goddess of Redemption eagerly tried the stick, swiped it hard, and there was a light buzzing sound. All the plants in front of her were smashed to pieces by an invisible force, and the broken juice splashed away.

The wind blows gently, and the world tree above the head makes a rustling sound.

The Goddess of Salvation suddenly felt her feet tighten, and she lost her balance and fell to the ground. Something was entangled with her feet, and she was dragging her to another place quickly.

The Goddess of Redemption hastily tapped her foot with her magic stick, and hit something hard, but failed to break it.

In this way, he was dragged for a long distance, to the edge of the forest, and with all his strength, he threw the goddess of salvation far away.

Without the obstruction of the trees and vines, the Goddess of Salvation could see clearly that what dragged and threw her all the way was actually a thick vine.

Thinking of the tree shepherd's words, the Goddess of Salvation immediately realized who the vines belonged to. It belonged to the pot of saplings above Ange's head. She didn't dare to swear a swear word, and ran away quickly with her head shrunk.

On top of Ange's head, the little sapling waved its true leaves angrily: Humph—hum—

Ange glanced at it, and didn't care about it anymore. He flew straight to the top of his head, passed through the barriers of the fortress of heaven, came to the void outside, and then stepped on the void, running towards the long and thin thing in the distance .

"He's going to the Eternal Road? Follow this road to find the thing that exploded Red Star?" Negris was surprised.

Duroken looked at each other in dismay, almost seeing hesitation in the other's eyes, what if the one who exploded the red star is really the undead king?

Thank you, Yu Qize, I was sad for an afternoon, Gotham Jack in the football world, for your tip.